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"The fabric is excellent; it's perfect for this time of year, and it's warm."

His eyes held an expectant look, as if he were presenting a treasure.

The coat had a unique design and smooth lines, quite different from the styles commonly seen nowadays.

Delilah, who usually didn't pay much attention to her appearance, was completely captivated at this moment and couldn't help but whisper in admiration, "So beautiful..."

"Give it a try."

Li Jianye urged, a smile playing on his lips.

This coat wasn't purchased from a store; rather, he obtained it through his own ingenuity and special connections. The design was based on some novel patterns from his memory, making it exceptionally eye-catching.

Dilisilin put it on as instructed, and the soft fur instantly enveloped her.

She twirled gracefully in front of Li Jianye, her dress fluttering slightly.

"How is it?"

"It suits you perfectly."

Li Jianye praised sincerely, then, as if remembering something, carefully took out an oil paper package from another bag, untied the string, and revealed plump, bright red strawberries inside, glistening with a few water droplets.

"And this, have a taste. It's very fresh. I got it specially and it's already been washed."

He picked up the biggest and reddest one and held it to Delilah's lips.

Delilah took a bite from his hand, and the sweet juice instantly filled her mouth. Her eyes lit up: "So sweet!"

She has always had a simple love for food, and at this moment she didn't care to carefully admire her new clothes. She took the bitten strawberry, put the whole thing in her mouth, and squinted her eyes in satisfaction.

"Bringing it back from so far away, and still so fresh and clean, it must have taken a lot of effort, right?"

"It's nothing."

Li Jianye gave a vague reply, and seeing her delighted expression, his smile deepened.

"Cilin, tell me about your time at home..."

"You should rest for a bit."

Dilisilin interrupted him, her tone gentle and considerate, "I'll go boil some hot water for you, so you can wash your face and soak your feet to relax."

He then turned and walked toward the kitchen.

Li Jianye felt a warmth in his heart. Taking this opportunity, he put the other snacks he had brought on the table—plump hazelnuts, fragrant pine nuts, and deeply textured pecans, all of which he had carefully prepared.

A short while later, Dilisilin brought over hot water.

The two sat side by side at the table, shelling nuts and talking in hushed tones. The room was filled with the faint aroma of food and the warmth of a long-awaited reunion.

However, when Li Jianye finished washing up and returned to the inner room feeling refreshed, the warm atmosphere seemed to subtly change.

He leaned closer to Delisilin, who was making the bed, his voice low and tinged with a strange warmth:

"Wife, did you retrieve the things I asked you to pick up from Chen's Silk Shop?"

Delilah paused, her face flushing red, and she whispered, "I...I got it back."

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Li Jianye's eyes shone brightly. "Didn't we already agree on this?"

"This... I'm so sorry..."

Diliresh's ears turned bright red, and she avoided eye contact.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? It's our own room, who would see?"

Li Jianye persisted, urging him repeatedly with a smile, but brooking no refusal.

Under his persistent gaze, Delilah finally gave in and shyly moved to the side of the trunk, taking out an object carefully wrapped in soft cloth.

After dawdling for a while, she finally put it on quietly.

It was a close-fitting garment made of the finest silk, its texture as smooth as a second skin. Under the dim light, it shimmered with a delicate luster, accentuating her graceful figure and adding an indescribable charm.

Li Jianye's breath hitched slightly, then his smile widened, and a bright flame ignited in his eyes.

He produced a worn deck of cards from somewhere, skillfully unfolded it, drew a card, but didn't look at the card. He simply gazed at the exceptionally delicate person under the lamplight, his voice slightly hoarse:

"Alright, now... we can finally 'play cards' properly."

As the first rays of dawn pierced through the window, He Yuzhu opened his eyes.

Today is extraordinary.

He needs to go to the hospital.

He took a deep breath and silently prayed: I hope everything goes well.

This thought had been lingering in my mind for quite some time.

In fact, he had been considering seeking medical treatment for several weeks.

The indescribable symptoms on my body worsened day by day, and fear tightened around my heart like vines.

He was afraid, terrified.

He had revealed this plan to Yi Zhonghai in the hospital.

Uncle Yi waved his hand, telling him to wait a little longer, saying that the timing was not right.

He Yuzhu had always respected this elder, so he suppressed his anxiety and continued to endure.

Days passed, but the hidden ailment refused to wait.

It has spread quietly, and now it has reached a point where he can't sleep at night.

He had no choice but to consult with Uncle Yi again.

This time, Uncle Yi didn't stop him.

Not only did she not stop him, she also specially prepared a set of answers for him, and drafted responses to all possible questions.

He Yuzhu recited it repeatedly until he knew it by heart, and felt that he had gained some confidence.

"Zhu Zi, have you remembered everything I told you?"

As soon as I pushed open the door, I saw Yi Zhonghai washing up in the courtyard.

He Yuzhu quickly nodded: "Don't worry, Uncle, I've already memorized it."

This time, there won't be any problems with the storage.

"Then let's go."

Yi Zhonghai wrung out the towel. "Let your auntie order some more dishes tonight, and we'll have a couple of drinks."

"good!"

He Yuzhu readily agreed, his steps quickening as he headed straight out of the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai stood there, watching the figure recede into the distance, motionless for a long time.

The morning breeze was slightly cool, and he sighed softly, "I hope things go smoothly."

He hastily wiped his face and turned to go back into the house.

He barely slept a wink last night. The sudden return of Li Jianye weighed heavily on his mind like a stone, and the matter of He Yuzhu was still weighing on his mind, leaving him in a state of utter confusion.

As dawn approached, he got up and went out to wait, and sure enough, he ran into them.

"If we can't get past this hurdle..."

He shook his head and didn't think about it anymore.

He Yuzhu walked there.

I don't have many coins left in my pocket, so I can't afford to hire a car.

Upon arriving at the hospital, I waited in line for quite a while before finally sitting down opposite the examination table.

"What's wrong with it?"

The doctor lowered his eyes and flipped through the book in his hand, asking casually.

"doctor,"

He Yuzhu's Adam's apple bobbed. "I think... I might have contracted one of those unclean diseases."

"An unclean disease?"

The doctor's pen didn't stop; he said, "Be more specific."

"It's... venereal disease."

The doctor suddenly looked up.

My gaze fell on He Yuzhu's face—his mask was off, and the mottled red marks on his cheeks were clearly visible.

The doctor's expression suddenly turned serious. He immediately stood up, walked quickly to the door, and closed it tightly.

"Unbutton your shirt, let me see."

He Yuzhu did as instructed.

His clothes were removed, revealing his chest and arms.

The doctor leaned closer for a closer look and couldn't help but gasp.

"You..."

He lowered his voice, "It is indeed syphilis."

This is the second installment.

However, it can still be treated.

After saying that, he sat back down at the table, picked up his pen and began writing a prescription.

"This disease is unusual; it's highly contagious."

He wrote as he added in a deep voice.

"Therefore, you must remember this."

The doctor placed the pen on the prescription and raised his head with a serious expression.

"Until fully cured, you cannot have close contact with the opposite sex, and you must keep your distance from anyone you interact with."

Your personal belongings—towels, water cups, bedding—must never be touched by anyone else.

Did you hear me clearly?

"Understood."

He Yuzhu squeezed out the answer through gritted teeth.

He was well aware of these rules.

Ever since Li Jianye laid bare that unspeakable diagnosis in front of him, he has lived like a prisoner.

He was on guard at every turn, cautious at every step, and even gritted his teeth and turned down the marriage that had been negotiated with great difficulty—that girl named Lin Wei still had a glint in her eye.

For this, he not only offended Director Yang, but also felt as if his heart was being slowly cut by a dull knife.

That was the only blind date he had ever been on that seemed to be going well.

He naturally pinned all the blame on Li Jianye.

"Go get an IV drip first."

This is a special case, and according to regulations, I must notify the local police station.

The doctor deftly tore off the prescription, his tone leaving no room for argument, "The country is cracking down on this kind of problem, you should understand."

"Doctor, I really didn't get this from doing anything reckless!"

He Yuzhu hurriedly began to recite what Yi Zhonghai had taught him.

"Oh?"

The doctor paused, "So how did you get infected?"

"I...I accidentally fell into the cesspool."

Then these things inexplicably grew.

"A cesspool?"

The doctor was stunned. In all his years of medical practice, he had never heard of such a bizarre route of infection before.

He adjusted his glasses, giving the sallow-faced man in front of him a second look. "You're not making this up, are you?"

Over the years, he has seen too many patients make up excuses to avoid being held accountable.

"Absolutely true!"

He Yuzhu said urgently, "Everyone in the factory knows I fell into the latrine!"

A complex expression flashed across the doctor's face, as if he had heard some absurd joke but couldn't laugh.

Even so, I still need to notify the police station.

From a medical perspective, it is almost impossible for a sufficient amount of live viruses to exist in a cesspool.

Even if it exists, its concentration would be negligible after being diluted by such a large volume of wastewater.

Human infection requires a certain number of pathogens to invade, and the probability of getting infected by falling into a cesspool is so low as to be negligible.

Therefore, your statement is hard to believe.

"But that's really how I got it!"

He Yuzhu broke out in a cold sweat, still wanting to argue.

The doctor waved his hand, signaling him to go out and get the medicine.

He then turned and walked toward the office door, preparing to make that call.

"Damn Jia Dongxu, what a terrible idea he came up with..."

He Yuzhu gritted his teeth, cursing as he clutched the prescription and walked toward the infusion room.

As the needle pierced the back of his hand, only one thought kept running through his mind: If I can't dodge it this time, I'll skin that guy alive when I get back.

Not long after, two police officers in uniform appeared at the entrance of the infusion room.

"Comrade He Yuzhu?"

One of the older police officers spoke up, his gaze calm yet scrutinizing, "Regarding your medical condition, you need to truthfully explain what happened."

You will start with intravenous fluids to assist with treatment.

We need to conduct some investigations.

We will contact you again to inquire about the situation once the investigation has progressed.

Please register your address now.

He Yuzhu responded and gave the address of the courtyard house.

After noting down the address, the two police officers got up and left the hospital.

They first checked the hospital's records to see if there were any other syphilis patients at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, but found that there hadn't been a single case of syphilis at the mill in the past year.

They then called Director Yang to inquire whether anyone in the factory might be infected with syphilis.

Factory Director Yang was stunned when he received the call, not understanding why the police were suddenly investigating the matter.

After some explanation, he learned that He Yuzhu had been questioned by the police when he went to the hospital for treatment of syphilis.

Upon hearing the news, Director Yang felt a pang of anxiety.

"I eat his cooking every day, is there a chance I'll catch it too?"

He was somewhat flustered. He quickly gave the police a few words and then rushed to find a doctor for advice.

Only after the doctor clearly told him that he would not be infected did Director Yang breathe a sigh of relief.

But then, a wave of intense embarrassment washed over me.

"I never imagined that someone I valued so much would be so morally reprehensible... If word gets out, where will I put my face?"

The more he thought about it, the more embarrassed he felt. "Once his conduct issues are determined, he must be dismissed immediately."

……

He Yuzhu was unaware of Director Yang's plans.

He finished his IV drip with trepidation and was about to leave the hospital when the two policemen reappeared in front of him.

"Comrade He Yuzhu, please come with us."

"Officer, didn't we just explain everything clearly? Why do we still need to go to the police station? Can't we ask here?"

"no."

The police officer shook his head. "Please cooperate with the investigation."

Also, we're going to the Public Security Bureau, not the local police station.

"public security bureau?"

He Yuzhu felt a pang of panic, but dared not disobey, so he had no choice but to get into the car with the two men.

Upon arriving at the police station, he was taken into an interrogation room.